Owen Wister is perhaps best known as the author of The Virginian, a 1902 book that has come to be regarded as the first cowboy novel, even though it is actually a loosely connected set of short stories (some written as early as 1893) about a Wyoming cowboy originally from Virginia. This was a good formula for Wister, since Lin McLean is a loosely connected set of short stories about a Wyoming cowboy originally from Boston. The first McLean story was published in 1892, one middle chapter was from 1895; others (including the emotional final chapter of this book) were written in 1897.
You would think this way of creating a novel would produce a confusing, sloppy piece of work, but at least in the case of Lin McLean that is not true. (I haven't read The Virginian in years so I can't comment on that yet.) In the earliest chapters/stories, we meet young Lin, who wakes up at cow camp one day and decides to go in search of 'variety'. We ride along with Lin on his search, and I was worried about him a time or two,
wondering if he would ever actually turn into the man he was meant to be.
He and the other cowboys (the man from Virginia shows up a time or two, they were friends) are full of life and fun, and an innocent sort of wildness that has come to be considered the iconic cowboy style. Lin's method of inviting two travelers to supper is a priceless example of this.
These cowboys were also grand human beings. There is a darkly comic funeral that will make you laugh with the high-spirited boys; and admire them not only for the way they work so hard at taking care of things properly, but for the way they suddenly become vividly aware of the reality of exactly what they are doing.
Wister frequently visited the west when it was still The West. He knew and understood men like McLean and The Virginian, and had the ability to make them and their country come to life on paper. And thank goodness he could do that, since those glory days are long gone now.